Hello friends, Just popping in to share the wonderful news that I got a wicked job assisting on James May’s Man Lab for the summer. Praise Santa Maria de Guadalupe! So that’s why things h...
Remember when you were 6 years old and your teacher asked you what you wanted to be when you grew up? And maybe you answered astronaut or zoo keeper or time traveler? Or maybe you wanted to be a doct...
Life is a series of small moments. And it’s so easy to forget about them by the time the sun goes down. The heavenly cream in the donut, the smile of a stranger, the chat with the shop keeper, ...
I watch him. With his get ‘er done attitude. The way he gets stuck in. The way he says an emphatic YES! to everything. He’s always up for it — a laugh, a dose of culture, another drink, ...
not finding my dream job finding (and failing at) my dream job tarantulas feeling out of control meeting new people socializing in general being alone (feeling lonely) being judged silent moments say...
Step 1: Delete the old resume and start a new one from scratch. Step 2: Build a portfolio. Step 3: Send them out into the Universe. Step 4: Apply to only those ads that make you feel an emphatic YES!...
these days comes in slow and stretches up the walls washing the night away making long shadows and straight lines out of books and shirts and even the tomato plant on the window sill until everything...
I’m not gonna lie to ya. Looking for work blows, people. And it blows even more when you need money because you find yourself constantly torn between following your bliss and working for the de...
We are the late bloomers. We have something roaring inside us and we don’t what it is or how to set it free. So we keep it in a little cage and feed it with fear. There are some people who just...
Am I the only person who didn’t know about the genius that is Bentlily? And would I have discovered it, had it not been for this saucy mynx? And if I’d never discovered it, would this poe...
Things I really ought to be doing right now: Going for a run Looking for work Writing a gig review for The Grapevine Things I most certainly should not be doing right now: Making a stop motion film e...
I want to tell you about the light right now and how it’s pouring in through the dusty windows and bouncing off the walls, leaving a golden glow on everything it touches. And how I think that&#...
Sometime last week… in a disjointed, jet lagged state… I slept until 10:30 this morning. I don’t remember the last time I woke up so late. I don’t remember the last time I had...
i loooove this song, we both said in unison, eyes big like pennies, as soon as it came on from the juke box in the dark corner of our favorite little dive that we hadn’t been to since my return, due ...
Dear February, You’re generally my least favorite month of the year because, let’s be honest, you can be a bit of a douche. You might be short, but you’re mean and mighty. You come in like a lion and...
A VISA IS WHAT I GOT!!! V to the I to the S to the motherflipping A!!! I can’t believe it! I’m in a state of shock, I think. I was all set to wait three grueling months, based on what the expe...
It’s done. The visa application is in the mail. All 4 pounds of it. Every blog post, every photo of us, the banks statements, the pay slips, the marriage certificate, a Skype log clocking hundr...
Thank you all so much for your heartfelt wedding wishes in my last post. When I started this blog 3 years ago, never in a million years would I have imagined such a story for myself, let alone this c...
The conversation of December 13th went something like this: Him: “I have some great news, I got a bonus at work!” Me: “Well done, you! Woop! Woop!” Him: “And I thought I...
I leave him at the gate. There are tears. There are always tears. Big, sloppy tears that feel like they may never end. But they do, somewhere past security. I take off, I touch down. “Welcome b...
photos taken by the lovely miss wise London, UK Saturday, November 26th, 2011 13 degrees, overcast and windy (though the weather report promised sunshine) It was a lazy Saturday morning. A slow morni...
I wrote an ode to Scotland when I was there this past September and there isn’t much I can add to it except this — Scotland is in no way diminished by a second visit. Particularly when th...
I woke up craving a cup of tea this morning. Earl gray with a splash of milk. And a biscuit for dunking. There is nothing revolutionary about this statement. Millions of people drink tea all day, eve...
I am making a big confession over at Gypsy Girl’s Guide today (whispers “I am cheating on my Pentax” and slowly backs away). On that note, I’m off to a chateau in Normandy for...
With the last of the chlorophyl leaching out of the trees, I thought I’d share the end of the summer series in shades of green. I love the way greens expose on film and how they differ from one...
things that have been rocking my world lately: - seeing bon iver live at the apollo sunday night. OMFG! the man is sensational. this song had me in tears. - fish and chips at the jolly butchers. - fu...
I can’t believe it was only 4 months ago that I arrived in London with 2 suitcases and a heart full of hope. So much has happened since that day in June and the pangs of home-sickness, which I ...
Life in London is loud. Sirens sounding, lorries backing up (beep beep beep), hundreds of airplanes flying overhead, people shouting, cars honking, jack hammers hammering, drills drilling and lawn mo...
It was a very different Thanksgiving weekend for me this year. There was no turkey, no pumpkin pie, no cranberry sauce. No mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, gravy or stuffing. No chrysanthemums at the...
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